Hiraeth [H.S.]

4.

We were leaving the cafe.

It was nice talking to somebody who wasn't Luna or Jordan.

We walked towards my apartment in silence, and Luna seemed more quiet than usual.

When we reached the front doors of the building, and that's when she freaked "Okay, I'm sorry, but I can't keep it in anymore - who is that guy holy shit! I he your ex or something? He's kinda hot."

I thought something felt off.

"God, Luna, no. We just did projects together, honestly I don't know why he talked to me. I'm surprised he remembers me." I answer. Luna's reaction didn't surprise me at all.

"Yeah, sure. He's kinda hot though. You must've liked him, right? I definitely do." She kept pushing me to admit to something that wasn't even true.

"I don't see him that way, plus I have a boyfriend." I remind her.

"That's not a boyfriend, that's a piece of shit, if you ask me." She boldly said.

"I know but he can be okay sometimes." I chuckled

Luna and Jordan never really clicked. She didn't like him at all, but can you blame her? He is kinda not letting me go out with her.

Luna and I were much closer before, even when I was dating Jordan. Actually the first six months of our relationship he was encouraging me to go out with her. But as it turns out that was all just a mask.

It's like he was pretending to be good so I would be with him. But that was just a pretend and he changed, to worse.

But I'm afraid to leave him.

And he doesn't let me leave anyways.

"And if you ever see this hot barista Liam guy again ask for his number. I've been looking for a good hookup for months and now we've moved across the fucking ocean so I need to find some entertainment. Plus he looks like a frickin model. If all the guys that you went to school with look like that, you better start giving my phone number away. " she said with so much excitement.

She was always the one to find guys at some party and go to a bathroom stall with them, while I barely went to any kinds of party's.

"Jesus, calm down. We just arrived two days ago." I tell her. Her behavior didn't surprise me at all.

"Okay, okay. I'll see you later then?" she said "We're going out. I'm picking you up at seven o'clock sharp."

Before I got the chance to protest, she turned and walked away, while I was left standing alone.

I turned around and headed towards the entrance of my building. It was actually quite nice - it was a beige color with lots of windows, in a semi crowded street.

When I stepped into my apartment I just saw a mess. I know that we were here only for two days but I didn't unpack anything accept my beloved cactuses. I put my things near the door and sat next to the big window.

I love peace and quiet and being stuck in my own little bubble where nobody can hurt me. But sometimes my mind decides to hurt me instead of people.

Sometimes my mind is just dark, even though I can always see the bright exit.

But I can never reach it.